James Gets Owned

James couldn't hide his disappointment when Hilda opened the door and revealed herself to be anything but hot and sexy. In a way, that pleased her since it would make what was going to happen next feel even more rewarding.

"You James?"

James nodded.

"Come through"

Hilda's tone was unfriendly and almost like a high ranking army officer giving orders to a foot soldier. Though she wanted James to be hers, Hilda's disdain for him was undisguised. James soon found himself in the living room of a modestly sized terraced house. There was nothing remarkable about Hilda's place and it gave little clue as to her personality or lifestyle. It seemed she lived here alone, save for a brown tabby cat that looked up at James curiously. He guessed his host didn't get many visitors.

"From now on you will not talk unless I ask you a question or I specifically tell you to."

James nodded back silently, not seeming able to do anything else.

"Take all of your clothes off and place them in a pile with your phone, wallet, keys and any other personal items"

Again, the instruction was given firmly and almost without emotion. James found it impossible to argue back and wordlessly complied. Before long he was stood naked in front of Hilda who smiled a little and seemed to be breathing more heavily when she spoke. It was the fist clear sign she was actually enjoying this.

"There is a large green bin just outside my door. Today is collection day. You will place all of your clothes and belongings in it then come straight back to me"

James's eyes widened at what he was about to do but somehow he knew not to answer back or question Hilda in any way. He scooped up his belongings, walked to the door and stepped outside. There were a few people milling about but, perhaps since he was on Hilda's property and not actually out in the street people only stared and didn't comment on his nudity. He wondered what Hilda's reputation was around here. And it suddenly hit him that they would now assume he was fucking her and performing some kind of kinky role play with her of his own free will. James threw all of his belongings in the bin. Even if he could get them back they would be covered in the remains of what Hilda had eaten for dinner that week. Still, even that would be better than losing them completely.

James wheeled the bin to the end of Hilda's drive so it was ready for collection. He looked straight ahead as he walked, making sure not to make eye contact with anyone. He then turned and walked back indoors, shut the front door and stood in front of Hilda ready for his next order.

"From this moment forward I am renaming you Fuckslut. That is the only name you will use or answer to."

Fuckslut nodded, finding himself completely unable to protest.

"Do not nod at me Fuckslut, I am not seeking your agreement! You will simply do as I say!"

Fuckslut stood still, not wanting to do anything to displease this awful woman.

"Now, answer me honestly Fuckslut. Do you find me attractive in any way?"

"No"

James obviously didn't want to antagonise someone who wielded such power over him but he had to be honest. Not only was Hilda physically repellent to him but she had a dreadful personality and poor hygeine.. There was just nothing positive he could say so he limited himself to the shortest answer possible to cause the least offence. In fact, the response almost made Hilda smile.

"Well that hardly matters since I own you now, Fuckslut. You will exist only for my convenience, pleasure and amusement and do what I tell you and nothing else. Not just for today but permanently."

Again, Fuckslut could only stand in silence as his new reality became apparent. Hilda's words seemed more like a statement of indisputable fact than an order.

"I don't like having a tall, masculine man in my house. If what your advert says is true and you really can do anything, then I am going to have to make some changes."